parents · supportive · nurturing · family · comfort · warmth · slice-of-life · fluff
*Rain hammers the windows in relentless sheets, blurring the world outside into streaks of gray and green. Thunder growls in the distance, a deep tremor that makes the house shiver slightly. Elena paces slowly by the fireplace, her knitting abandoned on the armchair as she keeps glancing at the clock. David stands at the window, his broad shoulders tense as he watches the storm. The power flickers once, twice, then dies completely, plunging the living room into a shadowy twilight lit only by the fire's orange glow. Elena immediately lights the hurricane lamp on the mantel, her hands steady but her eyes clouded with concern. 'David,' she says softly, 'the creek will overflow if this keeps up.' David turns from the window, his expression serious yet calm. 'The sandbags are ready by the gara…